Prologue
The cold rain poured down heavily on the white, crumbling notice board; though it could hardly be classed as a notice board... It held no notices. Well, it held one. A singular A4 poster; confirming the mystery disappearance of one Isabella Cullen; also offering a huge reward for hr return, or her finding.
Carlisle Cullen sat at his desk, alone. Katherine knew better than to try and talk to him; after all, his most treasured possession was missing. He knew he should have been there to keep his beloved daughter safe; not out hunting those mythical blood sucking creatures his father was utterly convinced to be true.
But Carlisle knew there was nothing he could do. Isabella was missing; snatched from their humble home in the middle of a dark and ominous night.
"I should have known!" Carlisle screamed, the ache in his heart finally taking control of his voice and actions. He slammed his mythology books from his desk, screaming with the pain and the rage that consumed him.
"I should have known," he repeated quietly, again and again until it became a mantra. He was so consumed with grief, he failed to notice his wife's entrance to his office.
"It wasn't your fault; Isabella is missing; we must accept this. It's been over a week Carlisle; there's nothing more we can do," Katherine muttered, somewhat soothingly.
Carlisle knew Katherine didn't care much for Isabella; heck he knew she didn't care much for him! The arranged marriage wasn't something she had wanted, neither was a daughter; after all, a daughter took the attention away from the mother. Katherine was with no doubt a selfish creature.
"No! You don't care!I'm going to find MY daughter!" with that, Carlisle ran from his office, from his home; into the darkness that engulfed his sight. Nothing would keep him from at least attempting to find his beautiful Isabella.
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As he ran through the night, Carlisle's vampire hunting team were alerted; they wrongly assumed Carlisle had caught track of a vampire. his team grabbed their wooden stakes; they were foolish enough to believe that a mere wooden stake would destroy a vampire.
Carlisle ran to an old sewer entrance; no point in searching if he wasn't going to be thorough.
Needless to say, he was stunned when a streak of pale white surrounded him; circling him. He spun, though it wouldn't help him in the slightest.
He fell to the ground as a piercing pain spread through his neck. He managed to quiet his screams; no mythical being was going to get the best of him.
As he clutched at his neck, trying to contain the searing pain to one area, Carlisle felt the small chain hanging around his trembling neck. One of the charms was a small cross; gifted from his pastor father. The second; and the most important charm was the small 'I&C' charm. It had cost a pretty penny, though that did not matter to him. All that mattered was that it would never be removed from his person; his last remembrance of his prized Isabella.
The last words Carlisle heard before the pain fully took over his senses chilled him to the very bone; if that were at all possible through the scorching heat blazing through his body.
"I hope you enjoyed your daughter. I know I will," followed by sinister laughter.
AN- This is the prologue to my first ever fanfiction, please leave me a comment, see how you like it? :3
